I’m not sure if it’s the crappy weather, or that I'm just over tired; but I was genuinely off my stride today. I suppose it could be something as simple as the barometric pressure but I’m not entirely sure.
Part of my problem was I was awake this morning before six and (no matter how hard I tried) I couldn’t get back to sleep. I tried a movie, I tried a warm cup of water with lemon, I tried counting sheep, nothing worked.
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| Serioulsy... This is how I've felt all day. |
It’s literally been forever since I have felt funk instead of fab at the cottage; as a result, I just packed ‘er up, and headed for home.
The change of scenery of arriving home? Didn't help.
A relaxing hour long phone conversation this aft, a yummy Sunday dinner, an extra long tranquil bubble bath?
Not a single stinkin' solitary stitch of improvement!
The change of scenery of arriving home? Didn't help.
A relaxing hour long phone conversation this aft, a yummy Sunday dinner, an extra long tranquil bubble bath?
Not a single stinkin' solitary stitch of improvement!
What can I say, with the day almost behind me, I have very little idea why my day has presented itself as a glass half empty. Guess I'll need to think about it. Boy I hate that specific string of words. They always seem to offer me far more trouble than they're worth.
Oh well, tomorrow is another day. As I grumble and slip into my jammies, I suppose I have to resign myself to the fact that I just absolutely hate the unknown. I can't stand when there’s something I can’t figure out. Kinda pisses me off actually!
Just sayin’
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